I know what you're thinking, but this didn't come from Doggett's weapon - Ballistics don't match and his gun was never fired.
FFollmer
Assistant Director? (motions Skinner aside) ..I'd appreciate case updates in a timely fashion. For instance, this bullet - How long have you had it? An hour? Two?
It's just that we need to keep the lines of communication open. That's all I'm asking, okay? ..I want this slug run through our database of FBI-issue pistols.
It's coming along.. It's nowhere, basically. There's so much that's impossible to reconcile. You say I was on a stakeout with you - I say you were at my apartment bringing me... John.. do you know a little stand on M Street, supposed to be really good hot dogs?
..John, what if we were both right? What if you were at my apartment - And I was on a stakeout with you at the exact same time? What would it take for that to be true?
Except maybe we do - Maybe all of us do. (leans in closer to Doggett) ..You've heard of the idea of a parallel universe - One that's identical, or nearly identical to our own. One in which we all have a double. It's theoretical physics, but.. what if it's real?
You said yourself, Erwin Lukesh was known for his impossible escapes. You said that in the alley, you looked away only for an instant, and he was gone. And then somehow he was behind you, and he shot you. With my gun - my gun that never left my possession that entire afternoon. What if Lukesh can pass freely from one parallel world to the other? Like.. like he's opening a door. And what if somehow you followed him through that door, without even knowing it? Maybe when you followed Lukesh into this world, my.. my Doggett got forced out.
